Chapter 29
Skyla
W ind whips past us as we ride down the highway.
My arms are tightly wound around Reece’s waist, my hands under his shirt, touching his skin. He loves the skin-to-skin contact. My pussy is pressed up against his ass, the vibrations from his bike making my pussy pulse.
I love being on the back of his bike, it makes me feel free. My worries fade away when there is nothing but us and the open road. Aston wants a motorcycle, and the thought makes my stomach knot but I know that Reece and the men of the club will teach him the safest way to ride.
Reece is taking me to Boston for a day of shopping and some lunch.
Aston is with Eva and Tate, who thankfully love spending time with him.
With everything that happened to me and everyone believing that Aston’s mom and stepfather ran off, leaving the boy, I was granted temporary custody of him with the help of Tate and his friend at child protective services.
Reece has taken on his new role as a father like a duck to water. Who knew that this badass, broody biker could be soft and caring. It has been a little over a month since I came home from the hospital and let’s just say that things have been interesting between Reece and me.
We have not had sex, or done anything remotely sexual, besides kiss, and that was very restricted.
I could not just jump back into bed with him after what he did, so I took the time to really look at what we were. Eva, Rocky, and Clark were godsends when it came to me thinking about what I wanted.
The bike comes to a stop, pulling me from my thoughts. Looking up, I see that we are outside of a hotel. Reece climbs off the motorcycle, and holds a hand out for me to take so he can help me off.
My body has fully recovered, but Reece still treats me like precious cargo. With our helmets tucked away in the saddle bags, Reece reaches for a duffle bag.
“Are we staying the night?” I ask coyly.
Licking his lips he steps closer, and gripping my hips, he pulls me to him. Dipping his head, he buries his face in my neck, breathing me in.
I shiver from his touch. It has been six weeks and we have yet to have sex, and if I am being honest, it has been killing me, especially when he steps out of the bathroom after a shower with his towel around his trim waist.
“I thought it was time I got back inside of your body, baby.”
My panties become damp from his words. My nipples harden beneath my bra and my hands grip his cut, holding him to me. My breasts are smashed between us, heavy and begging to be played with.
“I think my woman wants to be fucked hard. Don’t ya, baby?” I nod, confirming what he just said.
“Then I say we skip going out for some food. I want you naked, so I can make you come on my fingers, my tongue and my cock. It has been too fucking long, baby,” he growls.
Words escape me again and I just nod, making him chuckle. He kisses me stupid, then takes my hand, leading me inside. He checks in at the reception desk, where there is a woman who sees how hot my man is.
“If there anything else you may need, just call down and I will be more than happy to help you,” she purrs, making me want to gag.
I slip between Reece and the counter, staking my claim. My man’s arm snakes around my waist, settling his hand on my stomach, pulling me into his body and letting me feel his hard dick.
“He has everything he has ever wanted, and believe me, it is not some desperate chick like yourself. Now I suggest that if you want to keep your job, you stop fucking flirting with men who check in with their woman with them,” I state, making her mouth drop open as her face turns beet red.
“Fuck, that was sexy. Come on, baby. I need you naked.” My pussy flutters at the sound of his deep voice.
I smirk at the flirty bitch, whose eyes are wide with shock at my man’s words.
I get led to the elevators, my body still plastered to his. When we step in and the door closes, I am pushed against the wall, and my mouth is covered by his. My gasp lets his tongue slip inside, taking what he wants.
He controls the kiss, my body just along for the ride.
“I need to be inside you, now,” he breathes against my lips, and I feel those words all the way down to my soul.
Pulling back, he lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist in an instant. I feel his fingers toy with my panties under my skirt, before his finger slip inside of me.
“So fucking hot and wet for me, baby. You want to be fucked by your man, don’t you?” I nod.
“Please.”
“You’ll let me fuck you here. Right now where anyone can step into the elevator while my cock is deep inside of you.”
Why does that sound so fucking hot? My pussy floods with arousal, and Reece moans.
“I think my girl likes that idea.” The grin he gives me is a wicked one, that is filled with the promise of a good fucking.
I kiss him, my tongue delving into his skilled mouth, as I feel him undo his buckle and jeans, then the soft warm head of his cock nudges at my entrance.
Before I can speak, he slips inside of me, and I cry out, just as the elevator dings and the door slips open.
My eyes widen, but Camo smirks at me, his hand coming up to cover my mouth.
He mouths Shh to me, and I nod.
His hips move, sliding his cock in and out of my dripping, greedy pussy.
God, it feels so good to have him inside of me again. I have learned over the last week or so not to picture Camo with anyone else, or it will ruin any chance we have of moving forward.
Two men step into the lift, my body becoming hot and needy as my man fucks me against the wall, unbeknownst to these two strangers. I have never done anything like this before, and it is empowering to be here doing this with Camo.
I feel my pussy start to flutter and tighten, so I know I am close. Having these men so close to us while we fuck makes my body hot and needy. Every nerve ending is firing at rapid speed, as I climb higher to my climax.
Camo has his hand over my mouth, his lips pressed to my ear.
“Come,” he says on a growl, but he drags the word out, leaving my body no choice but to obey his command.
I bear down, my teeth hurting from the pressure of keeping my scream in not to alert the two men. The door dings and slides open, then the two men step out, completely oblivious to what just happened right next to them.
The second they do, Camo growls, and I feel his cock jerking inside of me as he comes, my name on his lips.
“Fucking hell, that was good,” he says against my neck.
“I can’t believe we did that,” I pant.
“My powers come in handy from time to time.” He winks at me.
I think he is going to set me back on my feet, but with his semi-hard cock still inside of me, Camo exits the elevator, then walks to our room. He opens it with the key card, then steps inside, locking out the rest of the world for tonight.
I have no time to take in the room as Camo walks to the bed, setting me on my feet next to it, his cock slipping free from my body. Looking down, I see his cock is glistening with my arousal, and I grin, stepping closer.
Wrapping my hand around it, it thickens in my palm.
“Baby, I have not had sex in fucking weeks. Not even my hand has had the pleasure of touching it.”
I look at him with wide eyes, making him chuckle, then he kisses me.
“I only want you, Skyla. You will have all my heart, my love, trust, loyalty, and respect. You will also have all of my pleasure.”
“Shit,” I whimper at his words, dropping my gaze to our feet.
His fingers gently touch beneath my chin, bringing my head up to meet his gaze. When our gazes meet, I see the truth in his eyes, and I know now that this is what I want.
He is my future.
“Need you again, Sky. Need to fill you with my cum until my baby plants inside of you.” He slowly undresses me as he drops this bombshell on me.
“You want kids with me?” I step out of my skirt, before lifting my arms so he can remove my blouse.
“Fuck, yeah. Can you imagine how fucking feisty and strong they would be?” Oh, swoon.
Soon we are both naked, and Reece lays me down on the bed, settling next to me, his thick hard cock pressed against my bare thigh. He cups my jaw, pressing his lips to mine in a searing kiss.
His hand grips my breast, massaging it, tweaking the nipple and making my back arch into his palm.
“I love your tits, baby,” he murmurs against my lips.
His hand glides down my body, cupping my pussy. His finger is dripping inside of me, feeling his cum from the elevator sex.
“So fucking warm and sexy.”
He breaks the kiss, turning me on my side, and sliding one arm under my head, he cups my throat. The other hand moves down, pushing my leg up, while he feeds his cock into my pussy, making me whimper at the feeling of fullness.
His thrusts are slow at first, and I pant and whimper his name before he tilts my head, kissing me like his life depends on it. Holding my leg up high, giving him room, his thrusts build speed but not in our usual fucking way, no this feels like more.
Breaking the kiss, I look into his eyes as he makes love to me. Something we have never done. His hand keeps a firm hold on my leg, as he moves in and out of me.
“Reece, more,” I beg.
“Fuck, you are perfect; you know that, baby? Every inch of you is perfect for me. On your knees.”
I do as he says, moving onto my hands and knees, looking out of the entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the water.
His hands smooth over my back as his legs touch the backs of my thighs. He touches me everywhere he can, and the calluses on his hands prickle over my skin, making me shiver in the most delicious way.
His hands slide up my back, his lips touching my neck. I angle my head, letting him know that I want his mouth on mine, which he gives. With his hands roaming over my body, I feel his cock notch at my pussy, so I push back onto him. Taking him into me completely makes us both moan at the sensation.
“God, this ass,” he grunts.
I push back onto him, taking him deep. We moan and pant, both of us breathing heavy. My skin is tight, tingling with overwhelming arousal.
His hands keep moving over my body, tucking under me. Taking my breasts in his large hands, he anchors himself to me as he moves in and out of my body, driving me higher and higher.
“I need more, Reece. Please, baby.”
“No, baby, I am taking my time. I get to see my cock disappearing into your body and it is hot as fuck. Seeing your juices coat my cock, seeing how much you want me. I fucking love you, Skyla.”
Oh, hell. This man.
My body is coiled tighter than a nun’s pussy. My nipples press against his palms, hard and needy, but he does not give in to my demands. Instead, he slowly fucks me, driving my body to the high heavens with desire and lust.
“Reece, please,” I beg some more.
I do not recognize my voice, it has taken on a thick husky tone, filled with desire for the man behind me. He knows how to play my body, he knows what makes me scream.
“I can feel that you are close, Skyla. Your cunt is fluttering around my cock, baby.” His hands leave my breasts, one settles on the bed next to mine, so I move to connect our fingers.
The other hand slips to my clit, strumming it in time with his thrusts. He plasters his front to my back, our sweaty skin sticking together. With his lips on my neck, kissing, nipping at the skin, my awareness of him escalates.
“Harder,” I call out, my head thrown back against his shoulder.
He knows what I mean. His fingers press harder on my clit, and after a few more thrusts, I detonate, as my orgasm ripples through me. Coming all over him, my body shakes as my climax takes over. With shaking thighs, my stomach tightens, and my pussy clamps down on his dick.
He growls my name, and I cry out as my orgasm keeps rolling through me. His dick twitches inside of me and he fills me with his seed.
My orgasm subsides but my breathing is still fast, my chest heaving. Reece adjusts our bodies as I am like a wet noodle from my orgasm.
He lies on his back, my body tucked against his side, with my thigh thrown over his, our hands locked together and resting on his chest.
“Best ever. I will never do anything to take this away from us. You have my word, Skyla.”
Tilting my head up to look at him, I see him looking at me with genuine eyes, and I see he is stating the truth. Being with a man like Camo will be a rough road but it is worth it.
“Fucking up is a part of life. Some people move on, others can’t find the will or reason to carry on.
We have both. If we want to have a life filled with love, trust, and loyalty, then we have to let go of the past. I want more of this, Reece.
All we have done is ride on your bike and make love, I am not a high maintenance woman.
I just need you, and maybe some food.” I wink, making him laugh.
“Then, if that is all my woman wants, then that is what she will get. Room service?” I nod to him.
He moves to reach for the phone and menu and then he orders us something to eat. While waiting for our food to arrive, Reece fucks me again. Making me cry out his name while the bed slams against the wall, he lets everyone know that I belong to him, and him only.
We let everything go that day. It is time to move forward and get on with our lives, no matter what is thrown at us, because being an Ol’ Lady of the Kings of Anarchy will definitely be a challenge.
One I am willing to take on, if it means I get Camo at my side.